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On the third basement floor of the toy factory, in the laboratory, in the longest glass room used by Tang Ji, there are operating tables and other facilities, Tang Ji is going to perform surgery here, the reason why he chose this location is because Tang Ji is afraid of accidents, here, he can adjust in time, even if it appears outside, it is easy to remedy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At eight o'clock in the morning, very early, Tang Ji took a total of five doctors, including Dr. Chen, into the underground laboratory, they were here for the first time, so they kept looking.

At half past eight in the morning, Tang Ji lay on the operating table after being stripped naked, and the positions that did not need surgery were fixed with lock straps, and then Dr. Chen administered a local anesthetic to Tang Ji, and the time passed minute by minute, about 20 minutes later.

Dr. Chen pressed Tang Ji's anesthetized leg and said, "How is it?" ”

Tang Ji, who was lying on the bed, looked at the high-definition monitor above, shook his head slowly, paused, and said, "Forget it, let's start directly, give me that towel." ”

In fact, since the last time he jumped off the building, Tang Ji already knew that anesthetics were ineffective against him, and on the day of the zombie virus metamorphosis, Tang Ji was anesthetized because of the pain, but it had no effect at all, and it has been like this since then.

Unfortunately, there is no maybe.

Dr. Chan and the other doctors ignored a glance, their eyes worried, and then looked at Tang Ji: "We can wait a little longer." ”

"Thank you, no need, my physical condition, I understand, take the towel ......" Tang Ji shook his head slightly, his eyes were still looking at the monitor above, the monitor was only half a meter away from his face, the picture was his legs, the camera had been shooting, he needed to watch the whole operation process, and if necessary, correct the problems in their operation.

Dr. Chen had nothing to say, and the doctor on the side walked to the bedside with a towel, stuffed the towel into Tang Ji's mouth, and let Tang Ji bite it.

"Mr. Tang, have you started?" The surgeon in charge, Sig, asked, and several people on the side covered Tang Ji with a sterile cloth, and everything was ready.

"Hmm!" Don Ji let out a nasal sound of certainty.

Sig took out the scalpel, lowered the knife to a position very close to the skin of the scar on Tang Ji's leg, glanced at Tang Ji slightly from the side, then lowered his head, looked focused, and pressed down the tip of the knife.

At the moment when the scalpel blade cut through Tang Ji's skin, Sig clearly felt it, Tang Ji's body shook slightly, fortunately Tang Ji's limbs were fixed, otherwise this shaking was likely to cause unnecessary damage to Tang Ji.

"Let's hurry." Sig said, no longer paying attention to Tang Ji's bulging forehead, and began to concentrate on the operation.

"Dilator."

"Hemostat"

"Scissors."

The operation continued, and with Sig's voice, surgical instruments were handed to him, acting on Tang Ji's body, his movements were fast, almost without hesitation, it can be seen that he is a very mature surgeon.

At this time, several other doctors have completely become assistants, for the time being, this operation can not be done in ten minutes, and Tang Ji's problems are not all in the legs, but the most serious in the legs, and every doctor who comes here has a great role, not just as assistants.

On the operating table, Tang Ji's eyes were wide, they were covered with bloodshots, there were vascular muscle protrusions on the side of his cheeks and forehead, he was biting the towel tightly, his face was flushed, and he endured great pain.

Outside the laboratory, in the middle of the corridor on the third basement floor, it was quiet and dreary, and the two women looked nervously at the picture on the LCD monitor on the wall, looking extremely worried.

Monica and Hillary.

Hillary Clinton has been six months pregnant, her belly looks big, she sits at the round table in a loose suit, her hands are tightly gripping the armrests of the chair, her bones are white, and she is very worried about the scene of Don Quy's surgery in the picture, and Don Ji looks terrible.

On the side, Monica's state is not much better than Hillary's, and negative emotions such as anxiety and uneasiness are all written on her face.

The leg surgery came to an end after almost an hour, and Sieg asked to use the key item of the operation, which was the last few months of Donji's research, a spray that allowed the wound tissue to heal quickly and even proliferate.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Sigur shook the bottle containing the spray liquid, turned his gaze to Don Ji again, looked at it and shook it a few more times, then lowered his head and pulled off the lid, aimed the spout at Tang Ji's wound, and pressed down.

Hiss!

The liquid is sprayed inside the wound and quickly fuses with flesh and soft tissues.

"Uh-huh......" Tang Ji let out a painful nasal voice at that moment, his body shook hard, his chest arched upward, his eyes looked straight at the screen, the blood vessels in his neck malfunctioned, like a fat earthworm sinuous and twisted, as if it was about to burst.

Extreme pain.

This potion can cause Tangji's cells to divide at an unimaginable rate, and the process cannot be peaceful.

Sig handed the spray to the people around him and immediately began to stitch up Donji's wound, the wound was a bit large, so if it was not sutured, the wound would be deformed even if it healed.

After a minute, Don Guy's pain was gone, completely gone, and even Sieg was stitching up his wound with needles and threads, which he couldn't feel because he was completely numb.

The operation lasted until one o'clock in the afternoon, and the operation was successful, after which the other four doctors left, and before leaving, they pushed Tanguy to the side of the break room, and after the others left, Monica and Hillary entered the laboratory.

"Baby, are you alright? How does it feel? Monica, who had changed into a white coat, slowly walked into the room where Tang Ji was, and while asking, she slowly walked to the side of the bed, squatting down and looking at Tang Ji on the bed.

"I'm fine." Bandaged and pale, Don Ji looked sideways at Monica and whispered, then smiled at the door.

A female armed fighter helped Hillary into the room slowly, holding her waist with her hands, looking cautious. As her belly grows bigger, Hillary needs more and more people to take care of her, so she has recently selected some female guards to take care of her daily life and travel.

"Didn't you say don't always come out and walk around? How can it always be like this. Don Guy squinted at Hillary Clinton and whispered.

"I'm not that vulnerable, you ...... How's it going? Maniela said with a smile, slowly walking over to the chair next to Donji's bed and sitting down.

"Very good, very successful." Tang Ji nodded slightly.

"How long does it take to get out of bed?" Monica on the side answered, stood up as she spoke, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the towel next to the pillow, and wiped the sweat from Donji's forehead.

"It can take a few hours, the incision is large, and the healing time is a little longer." Don Ji replied.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hillary, who had been with Don Ji for two hours, left at the urging of Don Ji, Hilary was pregnant with a child, Don Ji didn't want her to be too tired, and it was good to have Monica alone.

At seven o'clock in the evening, five hours after Tang Ji finished the operation.

Monica sat on the edge of the bed peeling apples, and there was a fruit basket and a lunch box with only leftover soup on the side, all of which were delivered by armed soldiers at six o'clock, and after Tang Ji entered the laboratory in the morning, the door of the laboratory was not closed, so there was no need to unlock it when entering and exiting, and there were armed soldiers at the handle all the time.

"What time is it?" Tang Ji on the bed suddenly asked.

Monica looked up at her watch and smiled softly, "Seven and three minutes." ”

"Well, it's almost there......" Tang Ji said softly, as he spoke, propping his hands on the bed and slowly sitting up.

Monica immediately put the fruit knife in her hand and the half-cut apple on the table, stood up and looked at Tang Ji nervously.

In the previous five hours, Tang Ji's body from the neck down had barely moved, and Tang Ji was worried that moving would affect the healing of the wound, so he didn't dare to move, and even the food was fed by Monica.

At this time, Don Ji suddenly sat up, and it was impossible for Monica not to worry.

"Hah...... I'm fine, don't be nervous, help me get that box. Tang Ji smiled and pointed to the medical kit on the table next to him.

Monica immediately reached out and picked up the box and placed it next to Don Guy.

Taking out surgical scissors and other things from the box, Tang Ji first cut all the bandages on his body, revealing the places where the wounds on his body were sutured, a total of five, one on the left hip bone and one on the left knee, one on the abdomen, one on the right forearm, and one on the chest.

The wounds were five centimeters short and eight centimeters long, and they all looked to have healed.

Tang Ji reached out and pinched the soft tissue near the wound, and did not feel abnormal, so he began to remove the stitches from several wounds at once, the stitches were very simple, cut all the threads, and pull them out with tweezers.

Three minutes later, Don Ji put down the tweezers in his hand, pinched the scar, and patted it again.

"Good!" Don Ji muttered to himself, moved his ass to the side of the bed, and lowered his legs.

Monica, who had been watching from the side, immediately took out Tang Ji's leather boots from under the stool on the side, walked two quick steps to Tang Ji's side, and squatted down to help Tang Ji put on his shoes.

Monica stood up, and Tang Ji kept his arm on Monica's shoulder, rubbed his ass against the edge of the bed and got out of bed, slowly standing up straight.

"What does it feel?" Monica looked at Tang Ji with concern in her eyes and asked softly.

Tang Ji shook his head slightly, he didn't feel anything special, and paused and said, "I'll take a few steps and try." With that, his hand slowly left Monica's shoulder, one step, two steps, three steps forward...... Walking faster and faster, he walked to the corner of the wall, turned around quickly, and walked quickly along the glass wall, with the wind under Tang Ji's feet.

"Baby, I'm alright!" Tang Ji said as he walked, a smile of joy blooming on his face.

The corners of Monica's mouth rose and showed a happy smile, but she suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, looking at Tang Ji's eyes and reddening.

She wants to cry!

"I'm fine, it's really good......" Don Ji didn't pay attention to Monica, still walking on his own, as he spoke, his voice raised a lot, and walked to the glass wall again, Tang Ji suddenly took a sharp step forward, stepped on the glass wall, and his body rose into the air.

The amazing backflip, fast and light, Tang Ji landed smoothly, looked sideways at Monica, spread his hands and smiled: "Baby, I'm really well." ”

Monica, who was covering her mouth, blinked, put down her hand and trotted two steps, tightly protected Tang Ji, and cried out with joy: "Don! ”

Tang Ji folded his arms, hugged Monica tightly, sniffed, and sighed, "I said, I'm sure I'll succeed." ”

Twenty minutes later, in the north of the Dawn Flame gathering place, on the main road, two armed pickup trucks, escorting the mine-protected vehicles, drove forward quickly.

In the car, Monica sat on Don Quix's left, holding Don Qu's arm, leaning on Don Quix's shoulder, and talking to Don Guy softly.

On the right side of Tang Ji, he used the crutches for a few months to stand diagonally next to the seat, his hand was still subconsciously touching it, and he decided to take the crutches back, although he would not use it in the future, it would be good to keep a souvenir.

"If you go back like this, they will definitely be scared......" Monica whispered, suddenly got up, sat up straight, looked sideways at Tang Ji, and laughed quietly, "Shall we lie to them?" ”

"Lie to what?" Tang Ji was puzzled.

"You go back on crutches, as usual, and then suddenly you get better, and you pretend not to know and see how they react...... Christine is going to scream. Monica actually had the heart to make fun of Maniela and Christine, and it is no wonder that the heavy pressure that has been present for half a month has finally disappeared, and her mood is no longer just "relaxed" can be described.

"Is that good? Maniela is pregnant......" Don Ji laughed, and a woman during pregnancy should not have too much emotional fluctuations.

"Then tell her first, not Ker......ry," Monica replied, but stopped halfway through her sentence, and her eyes widened as she looked at Donji.

"Be careful!" With a scream, Monica hugged Don Ji tightly.

Bang!

With a roar, the moving mine-protection vehicle suffered an external impact and shook violently to the right, and the bodies of everyone in the car shook violently, and explosions and gunshots rang out one after another.

Tangy has been attacked! (To be continued.) )